Oh yes indeed it does, Toadlings.  For someone who loves painting and illustration, I really never go to art galleries.  I have no good reason why, it’s just not something I think to do.

Well tonight all that changes.  Our next door neighbour, the splendid septuagenarian Peter, has invited us to the opening of his son’s exhibition, which sounds like excellent fun.  I paint, myself, from time to time and I draw constantly at work so it’s something I think I will enjoy, because I don’t go to anything like enough exhibitions.

And of course, Peter is a world class lush, and Guzzleur du Vin Rouge Extraordinaire so it won’t be all culture and sophisticated chit chat.   Thank fuck for that! More podcast joy for you little angels this week.  I have no theme, so I am quite looking forward to just firing whatever I feel like onto it for a change.  No Mrs. Toad though, I’m afraid, but I will rope her in again in future, as long as she promises not to upstage me again!

Art Brut – Modern Art
Maximo Park – Postcard of a Painting
Architecture in Helsinki – Tiny Paintings